Three Editors Walk into the Worldstore

So she comes in, cradling the world I made. She sets it on the counter, pokes it a little bit, sticks her hands in her pockets. “Sorry. It’s a fine world. It’s just not the one I’m looking for. I hope someone else buys it.” “So you’re not buying it?” I ask. She looks nervous.Continue reading “Three Editors Walk into the Worldstore”